IMAGINES ⌲ stuart twombly

love, hate, and lust

this is for ArgentMcCall12

Alivia's POV

"Man, you guys. You need to loosen up. Come on. We're going out." Billy stated, grabbing his own jacket.

Everyone else looked at each other, skeptical looks on our faces but we followed anyways.

Worst. Mistake. Ever.

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"This is a strip club." Neha pointed out, before we walked in.

"Could've been a mis-translation. I was rocking Japanese, he was rocking Cantonese." Bully shrugged.

"Well, I call it a happy coincidence." Nick grinned, walking in.

"I don't know..." I sighed.

"Don't be such a baby. Never been out with actual people before?" Stuart snarled, scoffing.

"Don't be such a dick. And considering I don't count you as an actual person, since real people aren't such rude assholes." I snapped.

He rolled his eyes and follows after Nick, putting his attention to his phone.

I sighed, regretting saying it. But I had too. I couldn't just let him be so rude without fighting back. I actually like him, but he seems to hate me. For whatever reason, unknown to me.

"Sorry." Neha sadly frowned, rubbing my shoulder.

"It's fine." I waved off. "I'll just- maybe I'll find someone in here."

I nodded and walked in, my eyes catching that all the guys had already walked ahead, being led by a stripped to a table.

"Definitely." I sighed. I immediately headed towards the bar, ordering myself some much needed alcohol.

The bartender handed me my drinks and immediately downed them. But they also immediately took effect.

I felt warm and fuzzy finally, compared to the unhappy sober me.

"Hey." I heard a low voice behind me. I turned around, my hopes slightly raising until I saw it wasn't Stuart behind me.

"Dance with me?" He whispered in my ear, placing a hand on my hip.

I opened my mouth to say no, until I saw Stuart, getting a full blown lap dance with the same stripper that led them to their table.

"Yes." I sternly said. He smirked against my cheek and led me to the dance floor, pulling my hips to his.

He forced his crotch to mine, grinding against me. I moved my hips against his to the beat of the music, as I felt the rhythm rumble through my body.

  "You look so sexy." The guy moaned in my ear, only encouraging my drunk movements even more.

  "Hey! Get your hands off her!"

The guys grip on my waist was quickly ripped off me and I heard a loud crack, even with the loud music.

  I turned around to see a fuming Stuart, the guy who was dancing with me on the floor in pain. I glanced at Stuart's clenched fist, realizing.

  "Hey!" We turned to see a bulky man. "No fighting. You're going to have to leave."

I glared a Stuart, who still had no look of remorse on his face.

  "We were just leaving." I snapped, rushing away. I pushed through the sweaty bodies, disregarding the quick shouting of my name behind me.

  I burst through the front doors, the brisk wind hitting me like a train. I wrapped my arms around myself and began walking one way down the street.

  "Liv!"

Keep walking. Don't turn around. That's just what he wants.

"Liv! Just- look at me, dammit!" Stuart groaned, yelling. I heard his footsteps behind me and then his hand on my arm as he ripped me around.

  "Get your hands off me." I snapped, staring angrily at him.

  "Why are you so angry at me? I just helped you! You should be thanking me!" He yelled.

  "Helped me?" I snorted. "You laid out a guy that I was dancing with!"

  "He was doing a lot more than dancing, Liv. I just didn't know you'd be so quick to join him." He snarled.

  My mouth dropped open, shocked at the words that just left his lips.

  "Because getting a lap dance is any better." I retorted.

  Stuart rolled his eyes. "Why does it matter? It's not like you seemed to interested in me anyways."

  "Me?! You hate me! You definitely aren't interested in me!" I shouted, seething with rage.

  "Why in the hell would I hate you?! I'm fucking in love with you!" He yelled back, angrier.

  He calmed down after he said that, taking in my shocked expression.

  "You know what- never mind. Go back to that guy." He scoffed, shaking his head as he turned around.

  "Stuart." I spoke up, making him instantly turn around.

  "Do you love me?" I asked. I needed to know if he really did. Was it just heat of the moment?

  "Does it matter?" He snapped, going back to his angry ways.

  "Only if the feelings are mutual."

His eyes widened when I said that. He fully turned around now, taking long strides towards me.

  I did the same, until we met in the middle and I jumped, wrapping my legs around his waist as our lips met.

  "Oh my god..." He sighed, moving his lips quickly against mine. Stuart kept me up by placing his hands under my ass as we made out.

  "I didn't think you'd ever feel the same." He breathed against my lips, barely touching them.

  "I didn't think you even liked me at all." I mumbled, smiling.

  "Now you know. And now- we can do this."

  He smashed his lips back to mine, moving them with more passion instead of rushed like last time.

  And I would never want to rush this.
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A/N:: hope you like it! Stuart's rlly attractive btw. it's not like you didn't know tho.

  <3 you guys a lot